The good news is that Galasper is not typical enough to be a hive city. Its past rulers, the Knights, would not allow any corners under their rule to breed "instability", so even though its low nests are as dirty and crowded as any imperial hive city, they are by no means chaotic.
Every street was marked, every person was numbered, and everyone had a clear file. Although many people disappeared during the time when the Death Guard took over, which caused some confusion, the Knights' previous work still provided a lot of convenience for the Death Guard.
The transformation of Galaspa is still going on. The sages are leading the Crusaders to station in the wasteland near the main hive, and preliminary environmental engineering has begun. Of course, although it is environmental engineering, the sages have also thoughtfully set up assembly line templates for these areas where the labor force will be stationed in the future, so that they can start work once they move in.
Hades also opened up the Mechanicus' right to recruit Galaspars. If the sages met someone they liked, they could take him away directly with the other party's consent. Maybe one of them would be lucky enough to become a mechanical apprentice? Sometimes the sages did have sudden ideas.
Previous orders from nearby star fields have also begun production. Although Galaspa's current production efficiency is only half of its original level, the productivity of a giant hive city cannot be underestimated.
The red-robed troops of the Graeae Mechanicum chanted hymns all the way, and the holy incense dripped with the swing of the mechanical arms. The troops surged and flowed into the sparsely populated outer areas along the gaps between the uneven hive cities. There, they would install an industrial kidney for Galasper, and the toxins that had accumulated for thousands of years would be artificially controlled on a large scale for the first time.
After that, these oil men will continue to work in this giant hive like busy worker ants for decades, in order to further dredge the blood vessels of this bloated hive giant and build a complete and repairable hive living system.
For the Mechanicus, transforming a hive city might be more trouble than difficulty. Moreover, in the eyes of these Mechanicus, as long as the ecology of the hive city is not so bad as to significantly affect its productivity, there is no need to worry about it.
But since the Legion has made the request, Forge World must naturally fulfill it.
Mechanical sages generally do not have any moral sentiments about this. There is no need to waste computing power in such places. Some imperial officials often make more excessive demands for their own selfish desires, but the mechanical sages will still satisfy them. As long as the benefits are enough, they don't care about these things.
The Death Guard is the chief partner of the Forge World of Graeae. According to the regulations, the Legion provides power, shelter and resources to the Forge World, so they naturally have to provide corresponding hospitality.
For example, now—
"Master Hades, the preliminary water purification cycle of the main hive has been completed. We will complete the next test within one hundred standard Terra days."
The bent-over mechanical sage walked out of the darkness and bowed deeply to Hades. The rich smell of engine oil seeped out from the blurred corners of his scarlet robe. Hades recognized that he was the sage who had received him at the ceremony on Mint.
Hades nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work, sage."
The sage opposite him didn't react at all. There was a click in his body, and Hades heard that this was the hinge that locked his actions. He looked at the sage suspiciously, what was he going to do
However, the wise man still spoke in a calm and elegant voice, "Thank you for your recognition of us, Your Excellency. You don't need to say more. It is our honor to serve you."
Wait, could this guy be locking his own movements because he's too excited
Hades hoped that this would not be the case, but his previous experience with these Graeae oil men told him that most of the sages who spoke to him had a more or less trembling problem.
At first Hades thought it was some kind of cultural trait of the Graeae, but then he realized it was caused by the instability of the wetware.
Hades blinked and decided not to think about the weird detail.
Seeing that Hades was silent, the sage hurriedly continued to speak.
"Sir, if you agree, we can start the second batch of material delivery immediately. The good news is that, inspired by you, the Mitt Foundry Satellite has maintained a high production will for the materials you requested last time, exceeding the original planned amount by 20%."
The first Mechanicum fleet to arrive at Galasper was urgently assembled on behalf of the Death Guard. This smaller fleet dragged various purification equipment that had been used on Barbarus, and rushed to Galasper with sparks and lightning, in response to the Death Guard's call to transform Galasper.
Graeae's original plan was to organize the transportation of military supplies for the Death Guard after a period of time. Supplies that could supply an entire legion must of course be treated with caution. At that time, Graeae would dispatch a special escort fleet to transport supplies for the Death Guard.
Not bad, that's pretty fast, Hades nodded after thinking about it. The Death Guard had just defeated the Druun, and the imperial edict did not come down so quickly.
"Thank you for your help."
Before Hades could finish his words, a slight bang was heard, and Hades helplessly saw that the sage began to tremble again.
"Oh, by the way, when the time comes, help me pick up a few people from the Barbarus Star Ring, and I'll write you a letter."
Hades spoke, helping the sage at the same time.
"How are you?"
Hades realized that he shouldn't have said that. The sage had obviously started to reboot and was no longer shaking.
Hades stared at the sage and suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something. Damn! He should send the next batch of trainee technical sergeants to Mars!
The first batch of large military supply orders for the Death Guard has arrived, and now he is the only one in the new generation of technical sergeants? !
Shit, he forgot about it. Although he didn't mention it, Enrique must have started planning this, right? He must have, right
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